IceSamurai.net

I’m currently in the process of migrating my old website into this WordPress blog. Most of it will be easy with copy-and-paste, particularly since I kept my old site essentially as a running blog.

• Angie Everhart
• Claudia Black (Farscape)
• Grace Park (Battlestar Galactica [2004]) [ascii]
• Grace Park (Battlestar Galactica [2004]) – masked (for work computers
• Imogen Bailey #1 [ascii]
• Imogen Bailey #2 [ascii]
• Jolene Blalock [ascii]
• Kate Beckinsale [ascii]
• Mac OS X – Think Linux
• Natalie Portman [ascii]

The mondern workforce is getting shafted. There are no national holidays, observed by all companies (like Thanksgiving, Memorial Day, etc.) between 1 Janurary and Memorial Day (last week of May). Sure, some companies, most government agencies get Presidents’ Day, maybe MLKJr. Day, but that’s it.

What about the rest of us? We’re up shit creek.

Solution: St. Patrick’s Day (March 17^th-ish? I’m guessing here, I usually have a huge hangover on the 18^th), official national holiday.

Everybody gets to be Irish for a day. Most of the population probably has Irish ancestry (including me) anyway. Hey, they’re Catholic, and they drink… a lot… and what does drinking and a propensity for unsafe sex lead to? Apparently the Guiness Brewery in Dublin, Ireland is like Disney World for adults (and/or drunks).

Another holiday: December 5^th. No, it’s not Saint Nicolas Tag, that’s German. December 5^th is to commemorate and honor the only good or positive action that Congress has ever done. They got off their asses and passed the 21^st Amendment to repeal Prohibition (18^th Amendment).

Always liked E.E. Cummings’ poetry… it’s very interesting… that’s why it’s listed here.

she being Brand

-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having

thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.

K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her

up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and

again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my

lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like

greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity

avenue i touched the accelerator and give

her the juice,good

(it

was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on

the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and

brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.

stand-
;Still)

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi

Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?